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Do you remember?

Drew jaw dropped at what he heard her say and blinked, he was speechless. He wasn't expecting that from simply showing her something she had painted. "That's right." He whispered with a smile. That's what she has said when she painted if and it was still true. "How about this one?" He asked her showing her a ports it she had painted of her favorite wedding picture of theirs.
 
"It was our wedding day...." She said as she looked up at him. "I-I don't remember the details for that but I know that was our wedding day.." She whispered as she looked at him again. It was crazy she could recognize the meaning of her artwork.


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Drew nodded excitedly and handed her his phone for her to go through. Maybe all these pictures would help bring her memory even more. He was really hoping so, worst came to worst he would have to make an effort for her to fall back into love with him.
 
She looked at his phone as she began to go through the pictures and smiled at every single one of her paintings she saw. One stood out the most. The one she drew that would forever remind her of her husband. She looked up at him and showed him the picture. "This ones about you right?" She asked, hoping she was right.


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Drew laughed but nodded. "Yeah, it is, as mush as you never want to admit it." He loves Williow and he just as equally loved her work, it was breathe taking and like nothing he had ever seen before, each canvas better than the last and each beautiful in their own ways. It was no wonder she made the amount of neon eu she did. She was a successful young woman and he was the luckiest man alive to have her at his side for so long.
 
She smiled as she continued to go through the pictures then looked at scarlet. "This ones you..." She whispered as she compared the portrait to her. Willow couldn't believe how much detail she got from Scarlet to get such a precise portrait out of charcoal. It amazed even her.


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Scarlet nodded with a pleased smile. "I'm your favorite." She says with a sweet laugh. Drew turned to his sister and shook his head at her before tuning back to his wife. "Don't listen to her, she's crazy."
 
Willow laughed softly as she smiled and then began to yawn as she looked at the doctor who walked in and said that visiting hours would be ending soon. She looked at her husband and smiled weakly as she yawned and slowly began to fall asleep again.


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Drew stayed with his wife until she fell asleep and left her reluctantly for the night. He hoped he didn't give her too much information at once to overwhelm her, he wanted to take it slow so she gained her memory back on her own. After all he was confident she would, it was just going to take some time. Leaving with his sister he smiled towards her in satisfaction at the small amount of progress that was made today. He loved Willow and now his vows to her were being put to the test, regardless he would stay with her threw anything as he had promised her four years before and this wasn't going to change that, he was up for the challenge.
 
Willow slept that night secretly hoping her memories would just pop out of no where. She looked at the ceiling as she heard the monitor go off so the nurse could give her new fluids. She sighed as she looked at the tv. She didn't know how this would end but hopefully it ended well.


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Drew drove his sister home and then headed for home where he showered and made himself something small to eat. He hadn't been doing much of that lately, too worried with what was going to happen to his wife. As he ate in silence he smiled at the canvases covering their walls, he had gained a new admiration and appreciation for them in the past week. Their bright colors brought a calming sense into the darkness he found himself in.
 
When Willow was released from the hospital, she walked into their house and marveled at all the canvases that covered the wall. She looked at her husband and smiled softly as she asked him a question. "What do you do for a living?"


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"Look around, I'm sure you'll figure it out." He says with a smile, It wasn't hard to tell the difference in their artistic abilities but each great in their own way. They were meant for each other, that was obvious.
 
She looked over at him as she laughed and walked around the house. It was so artistic and she couldn't believe this. She ran her hands slight over her canvases and smiled at the feeling of the hairspray but then saw canvases she didn't paint and sculptures. She looked over at Drew and blinked. "Are you a painter or a sculptor?"


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"Both." He says with a gentle, sincere smile at her exploring the things she had seen so many times before. They were a successful happy couple who traveled and did everything together, they were all about the adventure of life and new experiences and despite the fact they had been married for four years now they still acted as if they were newlyweds.
 
"Where's your studio then?" She asked him as she continued to walk along the house and admire all the artwork. She noticed however, a graduation picture with both in their caps and gowns. "What did I major in?" She asked him.


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Drew laughed softly to himself at all her questions but gladly answered them all. "Fine Arts with a minor in Art History." He says before he led her upstairs to the large attic they transformed into a suitable studio for both of them to work.Whenever one or other was up here they each went into their own little worlds and they left each other alone to do their own thing."This is where it happens, nothing fancy but it works." He says running his fingers along the blank canvas she had left up here to return to a week ago and sadly never returned to it as planned.
 
She let the beautiful view of the studio greet her as she walked in and walked around it as she smiled and looked at the amazing view they got from the window. It was so beautiful and when she walked over to the blank canvas, she ran her hands along it as well and slightly grazed her husbands hand. She looked at him and smiled. "Was I going to paint something?" She asked him as she just stared at all the materials she had. What scared her however was what if she couldn't paint like she used to before.


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"I think so." He says with a smile at the feeling of her hand against her and was slightly disappointed when they both pulled away from one another. It'll be there when you're ready." He reassures her with a friendly smile. He didn't want her to e any type of frightened here or around him, he knew it was probably a lot for he to take in at one time.
 
She nodded as she walked around the studio a little longer then looked at him again. "What ever happened to me being in law school?" She asked him with all seriousness. She only remembers being in law school for her parents. This person he was showing her was completely different from her. This wasn't what she was like. This wasn't her, or at least it was hard for her to believe. "How do I even make money with a career like this?" She asked with a sarcastic laugh. This couldn't be her way of life.


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Drew was a bit offended by her comment because he knew she didn't mean to offend him. It was a unbelievable concept to grasp when your parents crammed down your throat what you had to be successful. "You would me surprised." He says with a sly smile. Money wasn't an issue for the two, they lived comfortably with everything they wanted. "You're a talented woman." He says confidently. "A talented woman who embraced her true strengths rather than the. Ones forced upon her."
 
She blinked at this and looked over at her husband upon hearing what he said. "Embraced my true strengths rather than the ones forced on me? Elaborate please." She told him as she walked back over to him. Who was she really? Why did her parents want her to go with them so badly? Why didn't she finish law school? Where the hell did she embrace her true strength in painting and took that path for her life? She was so lost and confused.


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Drew sighted and rubbed his neck in discomfort before he looked up at his wife again. "I know none of this make sense to you and who you think you're supposed to be but eventually you'll know the truth but it's not my place to tell you." Truthfully he didn't want to spring years worth of events on her in a single day, that would be overwhelming and probably send her into a panic.
 
Willow sighed as she nodded simply and looked around the beautiful studio once again. "So, daily routine. What is that exactly? What do I do on a daily basis?" She asked him in all seriousness. Hopefully her doing her daily routine will help bring all her memory back, or well she only hoped.


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"There treacly isn't much of one. You spend your time between here and downstairs in the library. Usually there's galleries and auctions to attend but those have been rescheduled." He wanted her to get comfortable with being in this environment again. I'm
 

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